Finale of the Flesh.

The first season of DOOMFLESH reaches its conclusion. It certainly happens.

The next installment may be longer, maybe up to a fifteen-pager.

Misfortune + Body = DOOMFLESH

Did you open up the web browser of your choice this morning and expect zero fresh screenplays to read? TOO BAD.

DOOMFLESH XIII: The Hardboiled Ninja Assassin Killer Elite is here to murder your expectations.

Oh, and... enjoy, I guess.

All the honey's at the hive.

The repost of my short thoughts on the merits of mouselook has attracted some interesting discussion on the RPS Writer Hive forum.

Find out what saccades are today!

Le Doom et La Fleshierre

What's that? You want to read DOOMFLESH XII: North By North Wild Wild Southwestland Tales?

If only there was some way you could read it.

Shame.

Doomed & Tombed

DOOMFLESH continues to doom the flesh of man in...
DOOMFLESH XI: The Talented Limitless Unstoppable Mr. Nice Guy

Who will survive?! (cue Mobile Suit Gundam episode opening theme)

Back in (with a gift, too).

"Followers", a track that has lain dormant and unfinished on my laptop for quite a while, has been finished at last.

My new AC adapter has come in. Irregular updates shall resume once more.

Back in action... and out again.

My Sitesled account wasn't letting me upload anything for a while for some odd reason. That's over with, meaning I can proudly present the next two episodes of DOOMFLESH and a new song.

DOOMFLESH IX: Must Love Universal Dog Soldiers
DOOMFLESH X: It Happened One Nightwatchmen of the Living Dead Silence

And my most recently completed song, "Hallways". I'm also in the process of co-writing a song with a friend of mine.

Thanks to the high quality of Dell's AC adapters, mine suddenly petered out on Saturday, meaning I now get by on borrowed chances to charge with the adapters of others until my new one comes in. Should be soon, but knowing Dell it could disintegrate on the way here. Until then, I'm gimped. Sorry folks.

For How Much Longer Must We Tolerate Mass Doomflesh?

DOOMFLESH VIII: I'm Not There Will Be Bloody Valentine Got Mail is done. Well, it's been done, but let's not mince words, as they don't make for very good cooking ingredients unless one of those words is "garlic" or another similar incredibly drawn-out gag that should end now.

GET IT?!

A lot of things.

First off, here's my cover of "Sister Siam" by The Whip that I wrote as part of my girlfriend's Christmas present. I wanted to wait on uploading it to keep it special, y'know.

Next up, I've been fussing about what to put up on the blog to keep it interesting. I've been reticent to post anything non-games/music related since this was started specifically to be about games and music. However, I've been writing a short screenplay series as part of the Screenwriters Club on campus and figured that having any kind of weekly update that gives readers something interesting to chew on beats not updating at all.

A vote for mouselook.

I'm in the middle of reading a short essay by Nathaniel Dorsky called Devotional Cinema for my senior seminar film studies course. It's mostly full of what I'd charitably refer to as "wank" so far; Dorsky fails to take a direct stance out of what seems to be fear of contradicting himself.

However, he makes an interesting point about camera movement that made me think of the arguments between looking in, say, an FPS with the mouse versus an analog setup.